Xia, on the hottest day, she received a message from him: I heard that you are sick, take good care of yourself. PS: In the middle of the night, I took a shower and knelt down. She looked at her phone and wiped her tears and snot while drawing paper, it was so uncomfortable that she coughed up tears, and she herself was convinced. wiped away his tears, couldn't help but smile, and said, "Stupid or not?" ”

A little blurred eyes, looking at the phone screen, fingers typing quickly, reply: You better protect yourself first~hehe~

It's just a pure accident, that is, I met him, I can't say that I am happy, I just feel that he has a lot of words, some and some of them......

Maybe he just felt that it was more natural to chat with himself, there were a lot of topics to talk about, and it could be seen that he was full of curiosity. She thought to herself silently, and unconsciously became a little protective of him, feeling that she really didn't need to be curious with someone who was curious about herself.

One day, she looked into his eyes, "It's a pleasure to meet you, but the connection between us is only based on curiosity about each other, so there is no need to continue chatting, in that case, it will only make me feel that you want to snoop on other private information~"

Her tone was very decisive, as if she didn't need him to speak, just looked into his eyes, but whenever she saw the slightest hint of her own conjecture, she turned her head and walked away without any scruples and politeness. However, she didn't see it, perhaps, before she had time to look at it, she heard it: "When talking to you, I always feel that I can resonate with you, and before I know it, I have become a chatterbox, and there is a power in the dark that makes me want to understand you very much, are you willing?" ”

She was immediately stupid, completely unexpected, the first time she knew what it was like to play cards not according to the routine, she experienced it firsthand.

Originally, her face didn't have much expression, but now it has become a little stiff, and she shyly turned her gaze to this question as if it was a marriage proposal, and she didn't know how to answer, the only thing she could do was to run away.

He didn't catch up, he was stunned and looked at her back, which was far away from him, as if he was smiling. I already understood in my heart that she was shy just now, so she ran away from herself.

But she doesn't know, because she doesn't even understand herself, she never expects someone to be able to read herself, as long as she understands herself more or less, she is the happiest.

For several days, she kept receiving messages from him, and she kept deleting, deleting, deleting, deleting......

The phone rang again, but this time it was a call, she looked at the unfamiliar number on the screen, hesitated and answered it, "Hello ......"

He couldn't wait for her to hear his voice, and he was the first to introduce himself, but what he got was silence.

……

"Goodbye~"

She hung up the phone and put it in the bottom drawer of her desk, but the ringtone still came mischievously from inside. She covered her ears and ran downstairs to help her mother make dinner.

Before going to bed, I couldn't help but open the drawer, took out my mobile phone, and opened it, and it was full of his messages: Would you like to? Would you like to? Would you like to......

She was lying on the bed, her palms covering her eyes, the light she saw between her fingers was still dazzling, and the mobile phone in her hand was still ringing.

A spirit, she sat up, and replied with a word of punctuation:

Well~